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At two o'clock in the morning, the ghost market in Night Street officially opened.

On the dark street, there are only a few faint street lights. Small vendors put all kinds of objects in their stalls. People who come to shop for treasures rely on their senses, and usually they can only find some worthless bits and pieces. But if you are lucky, you can also find unexpected surprises.

He Musheng walked along the night street peacefully, casually looking at the objects on the street stalls with a little bit of faint light, stopping from time to time to listen to his explanation.

This escort is a native of Huaicheng, and it is Wang Lian, a clerk in Huaicheng office whom He Musheng asked an acquaintance to make an appointment with before he came to Huaicheng. He Musheng was very satisfied.

As for the trip to the ghost market at midnight, He Musheng just casually mentioned in the morning, "I heard that you have a very interesting special market here", Wang Lian understood it, and led people to the ghost market at night.

"Our ghost market, the rules are basically the same as the ghost market in Beijing, but it is a little different," Wang Lian said, "We are here for five days and two days. If you come the day after tomorrow, it will not be open. of."

He Musheng stopped in front of one of the stalls with great interest. Compared with the usual street vendors, the stall owner was much more indifferent. He only looked up at him, and said "see things for yourself" before lowering his head and rubbing his hands again. The small wood carvings go.

The things on this booth are very messy, from small glass marbles to large sailing ship models, all kinds of juggling gadgets, He Musheng looked around, and his eyes were attracted by the unremarkable old map in the corner, I couldn't help but reached out and picked it up, and asked the boss, "Boss, how do you sell this map?"

The boss put down the half-made wood carving, turned on the lamp on his head and looked forward, squinted his eyes to confirm the object, and casually quoted a price, "This broken map is useless, you can give it 15 yuan."

Fifteen yuan is not expensive, He Musheng took out the wallet from his pocket without much hesitation, counted out 15 yuan and handed it to the stall owner.After the stall owner took the money, he stuffed it into his pocket without even looking at it, and then he lowered his head and went to do his work.

The whole transaction didn't take more than half a minute, He Musheng was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't recovered from such quickness.

Wang Lian saw He Musheng's uneasiness, and said with a smile, "Boss He, our ghost market is like this. If you buy it and leave it, the boss doesn't hesitate. Anyway, the things you sell are basically old things that you don't need at home. "

He Musheng folded the map a few folds and put it in his wallet, and said with a smile, "I have to bring something back when I come here. Let's keep this as a souvenir." As he spoke, his stomach rumbled, and the two of them were taken aback for a moment, then They laughed at the same time.

Wang Lianchong apologized repeatedly to He Musheng, "Look at my arrangement, it's really careless."

"It's none of your business," He Musheng waved his hands tolerantly, and said a little shyly, "I'm more likely to get hungry."

"I just don't know if it's already so late, are there any small restaurants open on the street?" He Musheng rubbed his belly and asked shyly.

Hearing He Musheng's words, Wang Lian immediately laughed, "Why not?"

"I almost forgot to introduce it to you. If you come to visit our ghost market in Huaicheng, you must try the supper at the family restaurant at No. 18 Ye Street. I will keep you coming back after eating."

Hearing Wang Lian's enthusiastic introduction of this family restaurant here, the stall owner who was busy at the stall next door approached and talked to Wang Lian, "Xiao Wang, go to the family restaurant and bring me a bowl of yellow noodles."

"Okay," Wang Lian replied with a smile, "Add vinegar and spice, I know."

Responding to the words of the stall owner next door, the two walked forward together. He Musheng curiously said, "The owner of this restaurant is from the south."

"No," Wang Lian shook his head, "The owner of the restaurant is from Huaicheng."

"Then he can make two-faced yellow, which is a famous dish in Jiangsu and Zhejiang." He Musheng smacked his lips, as if he was nostalgic for the past, "Don't tell me, when I went back to Sucheng on a business trip, my brother treated me to a plate of two-faced yellow. It tastes really good."

Wang Lian said, "I have never been to the South, and I have never tasted the authentic double-faced yellow you mentioned. But our boss's craftsmanship is amazing, as long as you order famous dishes, he can make them for you."

"Did such a powerful boss graduate from a celebrity chef school?" He Musheng asked with interest.

Wang Lian laughed loudly, "The boss is a serious college student. I don't know what he studied in college, but he learned his cooking skills from his grandfather. This restaurant was opened by his grandfather in the past. He came back after graduating from college to pick him up." His grandfather's mantle, continue to open."

"Speaking of which, the master's grandpa's skill in turning spoons was well-known in the past. It is said that the old chief praised it." Wang Lian said with a bit of nostalgia. The hot fish wontons taste so delicious that I can’t even put it into words.”

While talking, the two walked to the door of the restaurant. Wang Lian opened the door with a "swipe" and shouted loudly inside, "Chenzi, first fry three plates of double-sided yellow, and one of them is packed."

The young man sitting by the cashier raised his head, showing a handsome face, he smiled at Wang Lian who was standing at the door, and He Musheng who was curiously looking at the layout of the store, pointed to the small table for four against the wall and said, "Sit whatever you want, I will Go cook noodles for you."

Wang Lian led He Musheng to the small table, saying hello to the familiar diners while walking.

He Musheng was still looking at the decorations in the store, and subconsciously followed Wang Lian. When he passed by a little girl who was eating wontons with her head down, he accidentally knocked the spoon in the girl's hand to the ground.

He Musheng came back to his senses when the spoon fell to the ground. He bent down to pick up the spoon, apologized to the little girl repeatedly, and took a new spoon from the chopstick holder on the table to her, "Excuse me?" Hold on, little sister, I didn't see it just now." The little girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, she was youthful and rebellious, she took the spoon without saying a word, and looked up at He Musheng.

The smell of inferior perfume from the little girl rushed into He Musheng's nose, making him sneezed uncontrollably. "Hey..." the little girl moved the wontons to the other side of the table with disgust, and moved the chair farther away.

He Musheng blew his nose, feeling a little embarrassed, apologized again and hurried to sit next to Wang Lian.

The two of them quickly forgot about this episode, and Wang Lian diligently cleaned the table and stool for He Musheng, then took the teapot on the next table and refilled a full cup of barley tea for each of them.

Satisfied, Wang Lian took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Boss He, how about this shop? Isn't this interesting?"

The layout of the tables and chairs in the store is old-fashioned, and there are even old yellowed pictorials from the last century on the wall. In addition, the wooden chopsticks and wooden spoons in the chopstick barrel on the table make the whole store look like it has been left behind by time. Many years ago.

He Musheng nodded involuntarily. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black cat walking past several tables of diners who were eating with their heads bowed. Then, it jumped to the window and lay motionless on the window sill, wagging its tail. looking up at the sky.What's even more weird is that He Musheng actually felt that he could read a bit of melancholy from the black cat's eyes.

"Keji, why are you going up again?" He Chen quickly fried the noodles and served them out. As soon as he got out of the back kitchen, he saw his black cat looking up at the sky sadly at a 45-degree angle, sighed helplessly, and called out, "Come down quickly, it's dangerous there."

As soon as He Chen's words fell, He Musheng noticed that the black cat flicked its tail, and actually crawled down slowly from the window sill. Its big eyes glanced at its owner sadly, and let out a "meow", It seems to be protesting against the dissuasion of the master.

"Okay, don't be wronged." He Chen brought the two plates of noodles to the table for the two of them and put them down, then turned to look at the cat, "I'll open a can of Coke for you later."

When He Musheng heard this, he put down his chopsticks again. He couldn't help reminding the young restaurant owner, "Little brother, cats can't drink cola. The gastrointestinal system of cats is different from that of us humans. Make it indigestible." The black cat seemed to understand He Musheng's obstruction, and turned its head to He Musheng with a "meow" in dissatisfaction, and bared its teeth at him.

He Chen sat down at the two people's table, slipped the black cat by the back of his neck and caught it near him, "You don't know this big brother, I picked up this cat by the river, when I picked it up, It refused to eat anything, not even a sip of water. I found out later that this cat was very smart to drink Coke secretly every day after I fell asleep. I found it, and I went to a regular veterinary hospital for an examination, and found that there is nothing wrong with it, and it is two catties fatter than when I first picked it up."

Damn, what kind of weird black cat is this.Drinking Coke, the name is still Corgi.He Musheng felt that the impact was a little too big.

Wang Lian saw that He Musheng's face looked like a dog, so he quickly pushed the plate containing the noodles towards He Musheng's hand, and said with a sneer, "Boss He, let's eat the noodles first, these two sides are so yellow, eat them while they are hot."

The freshly fried noodles were fragrant, and after leaving it for a while, He Musheng already moved his index finger, picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth impatiently.As soon as he took his mouth, the burnt aroma of the fried noodles, the softness of the eggs, and the saltiness of the pork shreds were perfectly integrated, as if they were intertwined into a wonderful piece of music in his mouth, which was so delicious that He Musheng was speechless.He took another chopstick and put it in his mouth. The combination of a whole shrimp and fried crispy noodles created a wonderful texture, which was a brand new experience.He couldn't resist picking up the third chopstick, and after putting down the fourth chopstick, He Musheng burped and said with an embarrassed smile, "This fried noodles is really delicious, I've never eaten such delicious two-faced yellow noodles. "

Seeing the diners cheering, He Chen happily picked up the cat and stroked it, Wang Lian also said with a smile, "I said, come to visit our ghost market, after shopping, you must try our Boss He's craftsmanship. "

"Brother Wang, stop praising me." He Chen stood up, "Sit down for a while, and I'll make the packed bowl."

Watching He Chenren disappear into the back kitchen again, He Musheng asked Wang Liandao, "What time does this shop open?"

"Usually around six o'clock in the morning, there will be a wave of big business when the ghost market closes the stalls." Wang Lian said.

"Is it closed during the day?" He Musheng asked in surprise.

Wang Lian shook his head, "Chenzi is the only one who takes care of the store, so his body can't bear it."

He Musheng tsk-tsk regretfully, "It's a pity, daytime is the time when the traffic is the biggest."

"No way, the boss is willing," Wang Lian shrugged, "but this store has always only been doing ghost market business, and it has been like this since his grandfather's time."

Just as he was talking, He Chen came out of the back kitchen with the packed fried noodles, and put the bag in Wang Lian's hand, "Grandpa Zheng wants to eat again, right?"

Wang Lian nodded and said, "Once the old man heard that I brought Boss He to your place, he stopped doing business, so he hurriedly ordered."

"Since Grandpa Zheng is so flattering," He Chen announced with a smile, "then this bowl of noodles is my treat for him."